on the plane home...

My wild weekend comes to a close. The first "anything like a vacation" I have taken since my last girl friend Deirdre paid for me to fly to L.A. to see her back in 1998. And this was one vacation I'll never forget. Alan treated me to all expenses and we did things that only he and I could ever imagine doing with another person. We are quite a pair.

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